Two consecutive updates! I'm really adoring this story and I have so many ideas for it. I'll be updating the others too, so don't worry! I don't really have much on an author's note except to say that you all are amazing with reviewing; please don't stop!

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"Aria, you're going to need to face them sometime," Ezra said whilst banging on the bathroom door where Aria was located. She had the usual bout of morning sickness, but now sat with her back against the door, wanting to be a barricade of some sort to protect herself from him. Ezra had been pressing for her to go back to her apartment and explain everything to the others. While he enjoyed having her at his place for two days, she couldn't keep running. They both knew full well that it was best to get it over with. Aria was just reticent.

"I don't want to," she protested, feigned a cough. "Just let me and your baby deal with my vomiting in peace."

"You're not throwing up anymore, Ar. And don't pin the blame for it on the baby; and blame your body for the upchuck. You'll have to face everyone some time."

Aria's iPhone buzzed, drawing Ezra's attention away from dealing with the tiny brunette who was being exasperatingly stubborn. It had been ringing off the hook, on and on, for the past two days. The callers ranged from Hanna to even Aria's parents, whose questions she was able to dodge. The group had been one thing; her parents were another case. The only person who's calls and texts Aria answered was Spencer.

"Who is it this time?" Aria obviously heard it go off. It was hard to ignore the high volume and blaring of Beyonce's Love on Top, which emanated from Ezra's nightstand. She'd been sleeping in his bed with him on the couch.

Ezra glanced at the lit up touch screen. "Hanna. Are you sure you don't want to talk to her? It's the third time she's rung you up this morning alone."

"No, Ezra," Aria groaned. "I'm pretty sure I've made it clear I don't want to speak to any of them at the moment. Not now, not yet. I'm not ready."

"Are you ever going to be ready? You can't just hide out here for nine months and expect to be able to explain everything while cradling an infant in your arms. If anything, that would only be more difficult."

Aria got up from her spot just behind the door. She'd most likely get hit anyways if Ezra tried to force himself inside to attempt to talk sense into her. Opening the door just a crack to watch his facial expressions, Aria poked her head out, but was met directly with Ezra's chest. She had to look up to meet his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean," Ezra began, grinning at the opportunity to lure her fully out of the bathroom. He grasped the door knob and pulled it open to find her standing staunching, hands on her hips. Aria's head was cocked to the side, the corner of her lip being bit down between her teeth.

"What I mean is that if you never seize the opportunity and look at your fears right in the face, you'll never know if you're ready or not."

"Who are you to judge if that's the case, huh? Maybe I just don't want to see them all right now? Maybe I'm so sick of them all dramatizing every single situation. It's just a baby, Ezra."

"Just a baby," he asked, a bit offended. "This is a life, you and I created. It's a lot more than just a baby."

"Okay, so wrong choice of words. You know that this little person that's half me, half you means more than anything to me now. But, they freak out over everything; the tiniest things go unnoticed."

"They care about, you, Aria. They only want to know what's going on. Hanna's called me multiple times at work, begging for me to tell her how you are and what the hell is going on in your mind. I've haven't said anything out of respect, but they're worried."

"Ezra, I…" Aria's voice cut off as she moved closer to him. Their eyes met and automatically, Ezra's hand shot out to raise her chin so Aria could look him directly in the eyes.

"You can do this, Ar," Ezra said confidently. He pulled Aria against his chest, their bodies molding. More than anything, Aria wished everything was so much simpler so she could tell him how she felt. To most people, her reasoning was a bit illogical. If you knew the father of your baby was hopelessly in love with you and you had feelings for him, why not jump at the potential family.

For Aria, she was still scared to ruin the friendship; as if being pregnant with his baby wasn't enough. Luckily for her, Ezra was a patient guy. He'd wait for her; that was just how much he loved Aria.

"You are the strongest woman I know," he continued. "I don't think you have any idea how much I love you…in both senses." Aria looked down and blushed. Ezra knew her stand point about not being ready to talk about where their stood, but he couldn't help but let it slip. "And I know you can own up to everything and tell them right then and there. Besides, I'd be right beside you, holding you hand."

Aria nodded her head and looked up at Ezra. More than anything, she wanted to kiss him, but stopped herself from doing so. The struggle was indefinitely difficult; Aria had never been fantastic at keeping her emotions in check. "You promise you'll be right beside me," she asked Ezra, taking his hand and hers and squeezing tight.

"Every step of the way." Ezra's entire face brightened as he shot Aria a toothy boyish grin. "Be bold and mighty forces will come to your aid. I guess I'm just your mighty force."

"Do you have any idea how egotistical you actually are."

"Oh, I'm fully aware, my dear. I just don't like to admit it.

"You're horrible."

"And you should be getting ready." Ezra chuckled and pushed Aria towards his bedroom. "Go get dressed and I'll call Hanna to let them know we'll be over soon."

Aria's stomach churned as she twisted the knob to her apartment. From the clacking of heels against the floor and the loud grinding of the blender, Hanna and Spencer were obviously up to their normal activities. It was just how things went when they were worried about one another; the girls kept distracted to keep from dwelling on whatever was going on. "I can't do this," she said, drawing her hand away and turning on her heel.

Ezra caught her and placed Aria's hand back on the door knob. "Yes you can. On my count, open the door. Ready? One, two, three."

On his call, Aria pushed open the door to the apartment. It seemed like all forms of activity ceased the minute she stepped into the clearing of space which led off to different parts of the apartment. Spencer practically dropped the banana in her hand, but Hanna rushed forward to wrap her arms tightly around Aria. Ezra decided to let them have their moment and went to join Wren and Caleb on the couch.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was," Hanna cried. Aria was shocked she was more concerned with her well being then the fact she hadn't told her she was pregnant right away.

"I'm sorry, Han," Aria said, wrapping her arms around the blonde. Although not as worried, Spencer came over and joined in on the hug.

Wren looked to Ezra and jabbed him in the side. "You could've told us you finally got her."

"Yeah," Caleb joined in. For being worried, they seemed especially good natured at the moment. Partly because Ezra hadn't been the one to run off. And the fact that they were guys who didn't want to seem weak and wanted to be crutches for their nervous girlfriends.

"I don't really have her per say," Ezra said, wishing it was the total opposite. "We haven't talked about us being anything more than friends and parents yet. The tensions there, but Aria's been too distracted to really discuss it."

"Well, considering your situation," Caleb said. "You've got eighteen years to make her see the light."

"I know," Ezra replied. "I just hope it doesn't take all the eighteen years. Maybe it'll only take eight months."

"I've seen the way she looks at you, Ezra," Wren joined in. "I don't think Aria realizes it herself, but she adores you. You've just got to make her realize her feelings. I've got fully confidence in you."

"Me too," Caleb said.

"Thanks guys," Ezra smiled before putting his feet up on the coffee table and joining them in whatever they had been doing previously. That was short lived though because soon enough, Aria was standing in front of them, prepared to explain what had happened.

Ezra got up and held her hand tightly; Hanna gave a little sigh of happiness at that and winked at him. Spencer gave Ezra a knowing smile along with the other two men. He squeezed Aria's hand back as if to say she had this under control. It could only go up from here.

"We slept together while you all were out on date night," Aria began. "We had fought earlier and Ezra had come over to apologize. He ended up telling me about his feelings and I kissed him. Obviously it grew to be something more and the next thing we knew it was morning and we were lying next to each other in bed with clothes all over the floor."

Hanna being the excitable person she was, was bouncing up and down on the couch cushions. She knew they'd end up together in the end. At least now they were on that path.

"So for the next month, we didn't speak at all. I guess that was partly my fault."

"Is that why you iced him out," Wren asked. "Because he just kept complaining."

"Yes, Wren," Aria giggled. Ezra complaining and whining like a child was always an entertaining sight. "Anyways, we didn't speak and soon enough, I had symptoms for a pregnancy. Spencer took me to the hospital and we had a test done besides the home ones. And they were positive. Which leads us to right now."

Letting out a huge breathe, Aria smiled. It felt better to have everything out in the open with the people she was closest with than to bottle it up. It had been killing her to leave them all questioning why she had run straight out of Rose of Sharon that night. Ezra smiled at her and brushed over her knuckles with her thumb.

"I told you that you could do it," he smiled.

"Thank you," Aria whispered.

"Wait," Hanna said, turning to Spencer with wide eyes. "You knew? How could you not tell me?"

"Hanna," Spencer interjected, not wanting a scene. "It's beside the point and in the past. Everything is out now and we all know."

"Fine," the blonde pouted. "So, what are you two going to do?"

"We're going to have the baby and raise them as a Fitz. And, Aria's going to move in with me."

"I'm what," Aria asked, turning towards Ezra. She dropped his hand and shook her head, trying to process everything. That was something they hadn't talked about yet, or at all for that matter. In fact, she was sure she was going to stay at her apartment for the time being.

"You're going to be moving in with me. I want to be able to take care of my family and I can't do that with you in another apartment blocks away."

"Your family," Aria replied, feeling a bit touched. Ezra had always been sincere and sweet, but her heart strings were being tugged. The urge to kiss him was back again. If they hadn't been in front of everyone, she was sure she wouldn't have kept herself from doing so.

"My family," Ezra nodded. "So what do you say?" Everyone seated on the couch leaned forward as if Aria's answer wouldn't be audible.

"Yes," Aria smiled. "Of course."